Lyrics:
Cruisin' down the highway, for a good time tonight
Tail-gators in big trucks, my mirrors full of light
Think you own the road, jacked up and big
just the way we roll
On these county lines
We were just them rowdy kids
Trying to get away
Running around in our jacked up trucks
Born to raise cane
This is for them boys with the jacked up trucks, the mud boggers out there
With the 454s and the LS3s and the 350s and the, you know, with the big
of that jacked-up flat-bed truck you use to compensate
You're just one IPA or a Pilsner away from a man no woman can stand
No matter how many girls you get
Ass so phat your nigga held captive get hi jacked and pay the ransom
Throw that WAP up in there face i get those bands no tips for dances
Ooh
You ain't
the 'llac
WHERE DEY AT? In the hood still gettin they ass jacked
WHERE DEY AT? In the hood; WHERE DEY AT? Ridin' Good
WHERE DEY AT? Talkin bad but it's still
where you get jacked if you thinking you drip
I'm from a hood if you keep talking, get smacked in the lip
Yeah, re-up the first and the fifth
Stuff her
Got em traveling far
Get jacked In the city
By a man like pookie
Wait
Lemme roll this doobie
I'm in a function
I'm surrounded booty
Gotta take a left
a Daddy's Girl she might just be
Show Me the Girl
That drives that jacked up truck
Rack in the back for the big ol' buck
Camo Benelli laying in the back seat
pillow
She's a bad girl
She's a lone star
She can play a mean guitar, yeah
She's from Texas
Like a jacked up truck she knows what's up
From the Gulf coast
mission
Body jacked I'm flexing flexing (flexing)
Dan Bilzerian with the hoes
I stay loyal to the bros
Dan Bilzerian with the hoes
I stay fly no what are
the bluffs, kid,
I made it to the track, skid
I made it to the track, skid
I broke into the NASCAR track now
And I jacked a fast car
Drive it fast far
Last
Jagged and checkered and jacked, ditched, shunned too
Tank is aflame; I hone, play my own tune
Mic check-check-check, bitch! One, two
[Verse 2]
I
get jacked for it
I done had the same mentality every sentence I trap for it
You pretend like you ain't that nigga when you that nigga
Try
sold hella crack (on God)
I done jacked a lot of niggas (grrah), karma paid me back
Shoutout that boy 21, glad that nigga back
21 salute
on now, come on now, come on now, come on now
I ain't the one, one is getting jacked for his flicky
And he who fucks with me, gets the itchy
That nina
tricks
I see my homie and some suckas all in his mix
I'm gettin' jacked, I'm breakin' myself
I can't believe they takin' Warren's wealth
They took my
jacked up screamin' like a mustang
Kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff I can't name
What I
my ride on the outside
She broke my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
Crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away
buy her a rock
Doo wah diddy diddy dumb diddy doo
Got the pussy got the pussy
She got jacked she got jacked
Punched her face punched her face
And i took
tricks
I see my homie and some suckas all in his mix
I'm gettin' jacked, I'm breakin' myself
I can't believe they takin' Warren's wealth
They took my
a party,
Out of town about half a mile.
Four wheel drives and big mud tires.
Muscadine wine
Oh baby, you can find me.
In the back of a jacked up tailgate.
sellout song so catchy even haters sing along
Put your hands up in the air
The lyrics suck hey no one really cares
He's got his jacked up truck looking
Ain't nothing wrong with the great outdoors,
But baby that's what RV's are for
I love my jacked up pick-up truck,
But I love you a million times as much
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